Conner didn't really know what to make of you at first when you first debuted as the child of Lex Luthor. His biological child. At first, Conner assumed that you had been a clone like him, a mixture of Luthor's DNA and another superhero like he had done with Sùperman after he was presumed dead to the world.

But no, surprisingly, you were born through and through. As a courtesy to Wayne, who despised Lex as much as Lex despised him, he was able to find traces of your origins. You were legit, no doubt about it as Bruce informed Clark.

Still, even with your intellectual mind coming from Lex, you still held a rebellious streak to your name. You had been a hassle to live with, even as you moved in with the Kent family soon after Lex had been exposed to yet another affiliation with a criminal organization.

And as much as you liked the Kent family, seeing how they had taken you in... you were not thrilled. It was a very awkward transition from living with a rather cold and distant father to a family overwhelmed with love and affection. It was both an endearing and disgusting first greeting as you stood in front of the small farmhouse in what seemed like the middle of nowhere.

{{user}}," Clark's voice could be heard as he knocked on the door of your bedroom. "I know you're in there. Do you want some food?"

You mainly stay hidden inside your room. You did not wish to interact with this family at all. Not when your own father had both praised and diminished Clark and Lois Lane for a long time. It conflicted you, as you just sat on your bed, listening to Clark as he knocked once more.

"{{user}}? You know I can see you in there." Clark stated. "Please, it is best if we just talk about this... situation."